Another Birthday

joeys party was fun. well, for the most part it was just me and joey and laura (his girlfriend) and josie (from parliament pub also) and joeys sister lisa, and joeys cousins and grandmas and aunts and uncles and mum and dad, and their dogs.

it took me a very long time to get in the pool because josies dog charlie had been swimming in there. charlie is the most enormous brown labrador, who loves to swim and got very upset when he wasnt allowed. he also has incredibly thick fur that sheds like you wouldnt believe. i just couldnt bring myself to get into what looked like a giant dog bath. eventually most of the hair was scooped out, and i jumped in for a bit.

we ate the 8 foot sandwich. it was so delicious, and so big. it all got eaten, well, except for the part from the first sitting that was binned, after it sat outside for too long. it was so good, it had al these roasted veges and tandoori chicken, and proscuitto and pancetta, and ham or something. im not sure, but there were 4 different kinds of meat, and then cheese and pesto. it was great.

then there was the cake. after japan, the cake i have eaten here is so rich. they put this buttery caramel sauce in the middle of the sponge and then the frosting is so creamy and buttery. so much fat involved it makes it pretty hard to wash it off your face and hands.

joeys cousin kathy thought it would be really funny if i (why me?) got a big scoop of icing and wiped it on joeys face... yeah, i thought it would be funny too... and it was, until joey slammed me in the face with a whole piece of cake....

i dont have pictures, but i promise i am going to get a copy. my first cake in the face.

while i was washing it off in the bathroom, joey came up all like, gee its pretty greasy and hard to get off hey? i had no weapons but the water, so he copped a big handful of it in the face.

then we had some more sandwich. at about 7 some more people started showing up. we lit a fire, and eventually all the people that should have been there were there -for about an hour then joey kicked everyone out. it was his parents place and i guess they wanted to go to bed.

poor joey. he says that every year no one comes to his birthday cos theyre too tired and hung over from canada day. oh well, i hope he had a fun birthday.

oh, and by special request, this is my room. pretty dodgy stiching, but you get the idea...